Li Qingshen silently drove, glancing at the quiet girl in the rearview mirror, his eyes slightly becoming hazy.
Hyatt Hotel was very close to Ling Momo’s home, and they were quickly nearing the destination. Li Qingshen slowed the car down more and more—although he was extremely reluctant, the car still gently arrived at the destination.
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By this time, Ling Momo had adjusted her mindset, slightly bowed her head, unbuckled her seatbelt, turned to Li Qingshen, and smiled sweetly, whispering, "Teacher, thank you for giving me a ride home."
After speaking, she turned to get out of the car, but Li Qingshen suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist. Ling Momo shuddered, surprised, then turned her head and met Li Qingshen’s deep eyes.
Li Qingshen caught the faint redness at the bottom of Ling Momo’s eyes, his gaze becoming particularly serious, "Cried?"
Ling Momo blinked, the faint smile still on her face. She didn’t nod or speak, just letting the endless silence spread. She feared that any movement might break her composure and tears would suddenly fall.
Li Qingshen watched Ling Momo intently for a long while before he gently released her wrist.
Once free, Ling Momo quickly pushed the door open and got out of the car. However, after only a few steps, she heard Li Qingshen calling her name from behind. She turned around and saw the car window roll down, revealing Li Qingshen’s handsome face under the streetlights, looking all the more enchanting and seductive. He said, "I will pick you up tomorrow afternoon."
Ling Momo nodded, "Then I’ll go inside now."
Li Qingshen, unaware of why Ling Momo’s eyes suddenly reddened, couldn’t help but ask aloud, "Are you okay?"
Ling Momo, knowing what Li Qingshen was referring to, curved her lips into a smile, "I’m fine, just got emotional from the music!"
Li Qingshen half-believed, nodding his head.
Ling Momo then spoke again, "Teacher, goodbye."
"Goodbye." Li Qingshen nodded, his gaze fixed on Ling Momo as she politely and cleverly waved her hand and walked away.
Li Qingshen watched her figure disappear, then saw the lights in her room turn on before he finally rolled up the window, slowly reversed the car, turned, and drove away.
After Ling Momo got home, her mood was particularly terrible; she slept groggily all night, feeling very uneasy, waking up repeatedly, and then facing the empty room, felt intensely lonely.
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The plane the next evening was at seven.
Li Qingshen called Ling Momo at four-thirty, and when he arrived at five, Ling Momo was just coming out with her suitcase.
Li Qingshen smoothly stopped the car just as Ling Momo was about to lift her suitcase into the trunk, Li Qingshen had already reached her side, effortlessly lifting her suitcase, and elegantly placing it inside.
They entered the airport through the VIP professional channel, and by the time Ling Momo and Li Qingshen arrived, the staff from this shoot was already waiting there.
Naturally boarding first class, Li Qingshen sat next to Ling Momo. The flight time was two hours, and Ling Momo was quite bored. Li Qingshen sat beside her, browsing through a stack of documents, so she did not dare disturb him and could only sleep.